100-Word Thought

Everyday is Pajama Day for Me

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I have to admit, wearing scrubs has advantages.

One, you don’t have to stress about what you’re going to wear everyday. The only thing I have to worry about is wearing the right color on the right day.

Two, it’s like going to work in your pajamas. SUPER comfortable. They’re also easy to clean (like if dribble coffee on yourself) and they dry super fast.

BONUS.

But. There are draw backs. You’re working in your pajamas. So it’s easy to forget that you have a waistline, there are no restrictions.

Until you put on jeans … then you remember.

Wow.

(This is part of my 100-word thought category – because short entries are better than no entries).

Life

Boom – Christmas Shopping is Done – and I Didn’t Even Have to Leave My Home

Happy Monday!

I’m sort of glad to be back at work because WOW, I spent a ton of money this past weekend.

I haunted several online sites and pretty much took care of all of my Christmas shopping by taking advantage of sales and coupons.

I love it when I find “deals” on things I would have bought anyway.

So yeah. The boys are done, Kevin is done(ish) and I even have the stocking stuffers, save for the candy, which I’ll buy a little at a time over the next few weeks.

The boys didn’t really want that much this year. And I’ve reached the point where I’m not really sure what to buy them since they’re young men now and are getting too old for “toys”, per se.

But, Christmas wouldn’t be fun without a toy here and there, so I did end up getting the boys a PS3 game, and a controller. The game is co-op, which means they can play together, as a team, and you can never have too much together time, right??

The other game is a DS game, and they can share that one, too.

Jazz wants money to put on his Steam account so he can buy more computer games (shock) and Dude … well, he didn’t really give me very many ideas, so I ended up buying him several nice shirts to wear to Kevin’s office since he’s now “technically” employed there. The guys are supposed to fill out an I9 and other forms today. Dude is filling out all of the paperwork that he would with any other employer and Kevin will be taking out federal, state, Social Security taxes as well.

That should be a real eye opener for Dude.

But. This means the boy will be making some boo-coo bucks in the coming weeks and he’ll be making enough on his own to buy the computer upgrades that he’s wanting to make, so, I’m sort of thinking of things to give him that he wouldn’t normally buy on his own.

And clothes is definitely on that list.

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned or not, but Kevin gave me an HTC Android phone for my birthday. I had been fighting the upgrade for YEARS because I know me, I get obsessed over new toys like that. And this is no exception. I LOVE THIS PHONE!!! It’s soooo cool. I can watch movies, make a voice recording, make a video, use it as an iPod (which I transferred all of the music that I could to my phone over the weekend, but alas, there are quite a few songs that I bought through iTunes that won’t transfer because of the funky format, so I’m not too happy about losing all of the money I spent on those songs. I did download Amazon Cloud, which stores all of my music on their servers, so even if I change phones or want to put my music on another device, it will allow me to do that. That’s the biggest reason I dislike Apple products – they’re control freaks. Either use their products or screw you), and so, so much more. There are apps for everything and I’m having a BLAST playing around with them.

Anyway. Kevin noticed that my phone was on sale on Virgin Mobile’s website, like $150 LESS than what he paid for mine and since the boys routinely complain about their phones being crappy, we thought, WHY NOT?!? The deal was too good to pass up – so they’re both getting HTC phones for Christmas.

And that’s enough.

We’re going to pay Dude’s monthly fee for six months, and then he’ll be responsible for taking it over after that – if he chooses to. We’ll pay for Jazz’s until he gets his job, and then he can pay for himself.

I’m excited for them. There are so many game apps, it will blow their minds. I’m confident they will become as obsessed as I’ve become.

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Red & White Christmas

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We put our tree up yesterday. It’s beautiful. We went with red and white lights this year. I also put up red bead garland.

It looks sort of like a candy cane.

It also looks old fashion and classy.

The boys were eager to decorate it. We love putting up our decorations because each one tells a story.

Believe it or not, my Christmas shopping is nearly done. I took advantage of online deals. This Christmas will be different for the boys. They are only getting a few gifts, but the gifts are awesome.

I wish Christmas was all year long.

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Eight Emotions I Experienced the Day After the Election

Okay. So now that I have had time to process what the heck happened November 6th – here is a run down of emotions I went through the day AFTER the election:

Dread: I didn’t watch the election results. Actually, yes I did – in the beginning. But the yo-yo reporting by this so-called media of ours drove me nuts. One station – Obama was way ahead. Another station, Romney was way ahead. The next station, they were neck and neck. And the pundits that I USED to trust (I’m looking at you Dick Morris), was telling me, “No problem. Romney will win this by a landslide.” I couldn’t take it – my heart was hurting from pounding so hard. This was AN IMPORTANT election and the outcome meant too much to me to be jerked around every five minutes. I turned everything off and went to bed.

But I dreaded what I’d find the next morning.

Incredulity: Even though I was nervous about the outcome, I knew, I KNEW, in my heart of hearts, that Romney would win. How could he not? Our country is in a mess. And surely, SURELY, people recognized this and would do the right thing. I thought to myself. I had faith in the people.

So when I turned my computer on the next morning before getting ready for work and saw that Obama had won, I was absolutely stunned. I checked several sources just to make sure I wasn’t reading something wrong.

Obama-Claus won.

HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?!? I was incredulous. I think I walked around in a shocked daze for most of the day. I simply could not believe that the majority of people would willingly vote for another four years of more spending, of higher taxes, OF OBAMACARE. It simply boggled my mind.

How could people be so incredibly stupid, and naive, at the same time??

Anger: It went beyond anger – I was LIVID. Like, I can’t-even-form-a-coherent-sentence livid. It was really hard, really hard, to act like nothing was amiss at work – to keep smiling and acting friendly when all I wanted to do was rant, rave and debate anyone who dared to admit they voted the socialist back into office.

Most patients never brought up the election, but a few patients dared to go down that road, but fortunately for me (for them?), they happened to vote the same way I did, so we swapped notes and offered condolences and words of encouragement, but I knew, deep down, we wouldn’t see any sort of light at the end of the tunnel for quite some time.

It will take YEARS, maybe even DECADES, to undo the Obamanation this man has caused, and will cause. I hate to sound all doom and gloom here, but we have to be realistic at some point, people.

We will never achieve a Utopian-style nation – IT’S. JUST. NOT. REALISTIC.

At least, not until Christ comes back to save us from ourselves, that is.

Disgust: Then, THEN, I found out that three million LESS conservatives voted this go-around than the last presidential election.

Are. You. Freaking. Kidding. Me.

I was angry, but even more disgusted. Yes. I understood that people were disillusioned and disappointed that Romney was our only option, and yes, I understood that if we wanted to be completely honest, he was really only a watered-down version of Obama, but the bottom line? HE WASN’T OBAMA. He wasn’t AS extreme and we could use his wishy-washiness against him and at least slow down this “forward” momentum.

But to NOT vote???? To not even bother showing up and exercising your RIGHT to voice your opinion?? I’m truly baffled.

And disgusted. Because you can’t just WANT change, you have to actively PURSUE change. And that all begins with a vote. If you don’t vote, then how can you possibly hope for anything different?

I’m telling you one thing – if you didn’t vote this last election, and WHEN things get worse, I don’t even want to hear it. You did nothing, now sit there and swallow your inability to act.

Bitterness: And yes, that last sentence was meant to sound b*tchy, because I’m bitter and disillusioned.

I think I’m more bitter toward the Republican party right now. Because honestly? They’re a bunch of idiots. I don’t understand why the Republican Establishment cuts off their nose to spite their face. Every time our party sticks to its guns and stays conservative on issues, people respond with enthusiasm. It’s when the Republican Establishment sticks it’s big nose into things and “waters” down the message all in the name of trying to win moderate votes that the message starts to get murky and people lose enthusiasm.

And what I don’t get is that this happens time and time again. Why doesn’t the Republican Establishment wake the hell up and see what’s right in front of their faces??

People want conservative values. They want a leader who is strong enough to uphold those values and who will not get into office and then buckle under same, or opposing party, views.

I hate to say it, but I have to agree with the liberals – the Republican Establishment is a bunch of good ‘ole boys making back room deals. It’s all about who’s next in line to run for the president and less about who the best candidate might be – because trust me, that method doesn’t work (*ahem* John McCain and Mitt Romney).

And I hate to bring this up, and please understand I do not agree with this opinion, but I honestly think Romney being a Mormon had a lot to do with him losing and people not voting. Regardless of what the “media” jams down our throats, our country is still predominantly Christian and though I understand Mormonism (but don’t agree with it, mind you), I know Romney wouldn’t have tried to snub out Christianity like Obama is trying to do now – it still would have been better than keeping Obama-wreck in office another four years.

If this election did nothing else, it certainly made Libertarian a lot more attractive in my eyes.

Sadness: Know what’s sad? Fifty-one percent of the population are OKAY with socialism. More people are now takers than givers and though Libs refuse to face reality, news flash – we can not sustain that mentality. We just can’t. The money has to come from somewhere. We simply can’t print money and hope everything turns out okay. It doesn’t work that way.

China owns nearly half of the United States. Let’s hope they don’t want to cash in because we’ll be in real more trouble.

Resignation: And now? Here we are. The deed has been done. Obamacare will go into effect, our taxes will go up (probably after this coming January 1st), our debt will increase, China will loan us more money, thereby owning more of our country, more people will go on government programs, not really because they NEED to, but because the government is now actively enticing people to become dependent, our country is doomed to go downhill for the next several years – what’s done is done.

There are no more threats of going off the fiscal cliff, the socialist country threat is no longer effective because WE ARE AT THAT POINT.

Now the real question is: how long will we stay here before people wake the hell up and do something about it?

OR …

Are people awake now and JUST DON’T CARE.

Determined: I’m more determined than ever to fight this growing trend. I’ll be one of those that refuses to get the 666 stamped onto my forehead. I will fight socialism with every last breath in my body.

Why do you think I got a job in healthcare?? Because I saw this coming. Because I wanted to make sure that I was in an industry where my family would have their healthcare needs covered. Because I didn’t want to take a chance on losing my healthcare coverage with another employer. And it will happen folks, Because even though you may still have healthcare through your employer, it will now, necessarily because it HAS to be paid for in some way, will go up. And if (when??) you choose to leave your employer’s healthcare plan and opt for a cheaper, government version (which HAS BEEN the goal since day one), you’ll be solely dependent on the government and whoever is in charge of your particular case – I hope they’re feeling charitable.

And I say this with authority – more and more doctors are refusing to accept government plans. Why? Because they don’t pay squat. And if you think that’s cruel, let’s turn it around a bit – would YOU work in a high-stress, high-liability industry for FREE???

Enjoy your decision, America. I hope you can live with the results.

100-Word Thought

A Practical Birthday Gift

Yesterday was Dude’s birthday.

Kevin gave him a job for his birthday.

Kevin has been accepting more clients and he now needs someone to do data entry for him – enter our oldest son who just turned 20.

And at Christmas? We plan on giving him nice shirts and jeans he can wear to said job.

Surprisingly, Dude seemed to be okay with his “present.”

I think he’s finally ready for adulthood.

We’ve told him he has to take this seriously – that there are so many people who would love to have this opportunity.

We’ll see what he does with it.

(This is part of my 100-word thought category – because short entries are better than no entries).

Life

Another Birthday (A Week Ago)

Another reminder that life is passing by … and accelerating with each passing year.

Why do these things keep happening so fast?

I swear, I just had a birthday like two weeks ago.

I’m 47. That’s three years from 50. I don’t know why that number freaks me out so much but wow … 50. What, exactly, do I have to show for it?

Save for the awesome husband, the wonderful children and a box full of vacation photos?

Anyway …

I woke up Friday morning to a new Virgin Mobile HTC EVO 4 cell phone. I’ve been fighting getting a “fancy” phone for years – mainly because – nobody ever calls me. I rarely use my phone for the phone function, why would I ever use it for anything else?

(Pst – I just received this hard cover for it yesterday – LOVE).

But Kevin has been pretty determined to “upgrade” me for quite some time now, so yeah, I’ve entered the 21st century, ya’ll.

Me + a camera phone = trouble.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have time to do anything but admire the box – I had to go to work. (I know. I was surprised that the clinic didn’t shut down for my birthday, too, meanies).

When I turned the corner and saw my desk. I laughed. I had a feeling the girls had something up their sleeves and crap, they figured out it was my birthday. My desk was decorated and they had brought food.

I blushed. “I knew it!” I said and they all started laughing. That was precisely what one gal said I would say.

I guess I’m not as original as I think I was.

It was a great day. We didn’t have any doctors in and that meant we could all relax a bit. We all still had a lot of catch up work to do, but at least we weren’t being interrupted every five minutes with a patient in our faces.

The girls and I already made arrangments to have drinks and appetizers after work, so at 3:30, we all changed our clothes and clocked out at 4:00 to make the happy hour at a local restaurant. The weather was beautiful and we opted to sit outside on the patio.

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I had two Flirtini’s. Which was a martini with raspberry juice, lemon juice, champagne and other stuff that escapes me. I’ve never had a martini, of any sort, before in my life and since I’m not exactly a veteran drinker (seriously, I’m such a liquor virgin), I had no idea what to expect.

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I was pleasantly surprised. It wasn’t as bitter as I thought it would be and I had quite a buzz after drinking just one. We ordered appetizers – I had some sort of medallion meat dish with fried spinach – seriously – FRIED FRESH SPINACH – and it was DELICIOUS. That pretty much killed my buzz and after my second drink, I was so relaxed and mellow … why haven’t I been doing this all along?!?

I’m totally going to talk Kevin into meeting me for happy hour after work periodically.

The restaurant was NICE. Like FANCY NICE. I’d love to go back and have dinner there sometime, but I’m not sure I would be able to allow myself to pay their dinner prices. The happy hour prices were expensive enough, I think I might have a heart attack if I saw their dinner menu.

I was home by 6:00. The guys had already eaten and though they saved a bit of Chinese food for me, I didn’t eat anything. I was pleasantly full and feeling no pain.

*smile*

Supposedly, the girls had no idea it was my birthday when we planned the night out, but it was perfect timing and it was really fun to get away from the stresses of work and let our hair down a bit. These girls are pretty awesome and I’m grateful that I like the people I spend most of my days with – day in and day out.

I was pooped. I went to bed around 8ish because I was having trouble keeping my eyes open. I don’t know if that was because I was so relaxed after two martinis or what, but I honestly couldn’t focus or form a coherent sentence.

I crashed. I’m such an old lady.

Saturday, we met my parents at Whole Hog Cafe for lunch. (One our favorite places to eat – their pulled pork sandwiches are SO YUMMY). It was a really nice lunch. I hadn’t seen my parents in quite a few months (and get this, we live in the same city – how sad is that?!? That’s a sure sign that you’re too busy with life).

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We had lunch to actually celebrate all three of our birthdays: mine, Kevin’s and Dude’s. In fact, Kevin and Dude’s birthdays are TOMORROW. And I have NOTHING done yet.

Which means, I need to get my butt in gear and get busy.

Have a productive Saturday, ya’ll.

Life

And This is Why You Shouldn’t Buy a 17-Year Old a Brand New Car

When our boys got close to driver’s permit age, I told Kevin, “I’d like to buy them a nice, slightly-banged up car to drive.”

The reason I wanted to do this was so that they wouldn’t learn how to drive in my car. I like my car. I like that my car has very little dings in it. And I knew, if they learned to drive in my car, I’d be a nervous wreck and would likely make them nervous while learning thereby increasing the odds they would hit something … or someone.

So. We shopped around and bought two used cars for them. (Actually, the cars are ours – they’re allowed to drive them and if/when they get jobs, they can either buy the cars from us, or buy their own cars).

Dude drives a ’99 Chevy Cavalier and Jazz drives an ’04 Mazda Protege. They’re decent cars and they both look pretty good (though they’re parked outside and are starting to fade – boo).

The boys share a driveway we built at the back of our yard. Kevin was out mowing one day and I was getting ready to leave for … some reason, I forget, and Kevin calls me over.

“Hey Karen, come look at this.”

He was standing by Jazz’s car and my stomach dropped. I had a feeling what was coming.

“Notice anything different?” He nodded toward the back panel of Jazz’s car.

I saw it immediately.

“Wow. That’s quite a scrape.”

Jazz obviously hit something and the scrape stretched from the back door to the trunk.

“What do you think he hit?”

Kevin looked over at Dude’s car, which was parked next to Jazz’s and nodded again.

“I think I know,” he replied.

Though the damage wasn’t as bad on Dude’s car, it was there.

Now the question was, who hit whom?

I was strangely calm. A few year ago, I would have gone ballistic but I seem to be mellowing in my old age and besides, what good would it do to be upset at this point? What was done was done.

And this was PRECISELY why we bought slightly-banged up cars.

We questioned Jazz later that night.

“You’re not in trouble,” Kevin began, “but how did you get that scrape on your car?”

Jazz said he was coming home from a football game (he doesn’t play football – my boys hate sports – he was playing in the band) and he misjudged the distance. (They both back into the driveway, I don’t know why, really, other than the fact that it’s easier to pull out into the street as opposed to backing out into the street)

Plus. It was dark. Because it was at night. In case you were nodding off and missed that part.

“Did you hear that sickening scraping sound when it happened?” I asked. I hate that sound. It ranks right up there with fingernails down a chalkboard for me.

He cringed. “Yeah. And I sort of freaked out.”

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Kevin asked.

He shrugged. “I figured, why? We couldn’t do anything about it at this point.”

A chip off the ole block, don’t ya think?

Thank goodness for used cars.